Npc 70

Ling Kang nervously and shakily recounted everything that had happened to him in the forest.

At the time, they had been resting in the forest when a woman's mournful cry suddenly echoed, and they were surrounded by a group of red-skinned ghosts. Fortunately, these ghosts weren't much of a threat in front of the big shots, and it seemed that their target wasn't them, the players.

Before long, the ghosts were driven off.

Afterward, they continued searching for the Red Ghost Lady's tomb, following the direction pointed out by the Divine Staff.

Unexpectedly, as they walked, the Divine Staff began spinning and stopped at three different directions.

"What’s going on? Is your compass broken?" Yu Jia commented while holding his own compass.

At that moment, Yu Jia's compass also began spinning wildly, pointing to the same three directions the Divine Staff had stopped at.

Seeing this, Tao Shi couldn't help but mock the two of them.

At first, they thought it was a problem with the magnetic field, but no matter how Tao Shi and Yu Jia released their mental power, the Divine Staff and the compass kept spinning, eventually stopping at the same three directions.

Then, Tao Shi suggested, "Let’s split into three groups. We’ll each head in one of these three directions."

So, Tao Shi and Cao Youfeng formed one group, Yu Jia and Jian Hou formed another, while Ling Kang and Fang Rui formed the last group, each heading in one of the three directions.

As for why these three directions all led to a shrine, and how Tao Shi and Cao Youfeng encountered Yu Jia and Jian Hou, Ling Kang wasn't sure. He only knew that he and Fang Rui had been walking for a long time.

The sky was about to darken, and all around them were tall trees and dense, unknown shrubs.

They occasionally heard something rushing past them—likely wild animals like wild boar—but it was particularly frightening in the forest as darkness approached.

He clung to Fang Rui’s hand, too afraid to let go. They weren’t sure how long they had been walking, but along the way, Fang Rui kept reassuring him.

"Almost there, Xiao Ling. This is an S-level dungeon; we’ll definitely earn a lot of points. Once we have enough points, we can leave this game."

He and Fang Rui had entered the game together, and with Fang Rui around, he always felt at ease.

The two of them didn’t know how long they had been walking. When the last bit of light was fading from the horizon, they finally came upon a lonely grave without a tombstone not far ahead.

"You found my grave?!" Cang Rou, who was disguised as the Red Ghost Lady, exclaimed in shock as she pushed aside her long black hair, revealing a terrifying face.

"This is the side quest, my grave," she continued. "I’ve been searching for it since I entered the game. I started looking even before the wedding, and even after the wedding, I didn’t stop looking. Last night, I came out to scare people, but I still couldn't find any clues. It was all in vain! After that, I asked Jiang Yan for help, but his efficiency was worse than mine! Eventually, I had to send players to search for my grave. When I met Tao Shi and the others at the shrine, I had already lost all hope for this side quest!"

"Tao Shi, Cao Youfeng, and Yu Jia couldn't find it either!" she muttered. "What a trash side quest!"

"Who knew that Ling Kang and Fang Rui, these two unknown A-level players, would be the ones to find it?!"

Ling Kang was startled by her face!

He nervously nodded, still trembling. "It should be… but…"

"But what?" Jiang Yan quickly asked.

Ling Kang continued to recall the moment.

When they first saw the grave, Fang Rui was ecstatic!

"Xiao Ling! We found it!"

"Since we found it first, this will definitely give us a lot of points!!!"

At that moment, he snapped back to reality.

"Hurry! We need to find the flower! If we find it, we can survive!" He pulled Fang Rui along.

The two of them hurried forward to search for the flower.

However, around the lonely grave, there was only black mud, tangled weeds, and bushes—there wasn't a single flower in sight.

Just when they began to wonder if they had made a mistake and confused a random grave with the Red Ghost Lady’s grave, the grave suddenly started to move!

They watched as red liquid began to seep from the black soil, accompanied by the sound of a baby’s wailing.

Soon, the area around the grave was flooded with bloody water, with some of the mud soaked in blood, as though it contained broken flesh.

"This... What is this?!" Ling Kang was so scared he clung tightly to Fang Rui’s arm, not daring to move.

Fang Rui, who was braver and had a higher level, tried to pull out an item and stab the grave.

The grave trembled even more violently! The baby's crying grew louder, and a massive amount of blood began to seep from the earth again!

It was as if something was about to emerge from the grave!

Night had fully fallen by this point.

There was no sound of birds, only the mournful cries of the baby echoing through the forest, which was terrifying!

At this moment, Ling Kang heard, besides the baby’s cries, what seemed to be heavy breathing from all around them.

It sounded like a woman with severe tuberculosis was breathing heavily right next to their ears.

"Whoo—"

"Whoo..."

"Whoo—"

It was spine-chilling!

"W-What is that?!" Ling Kang clutched Fang Rui’s shoulder tightly, not daring to let go!

"Don’t worry, Xiao Rui!" Fang Rui stood in front of him, trying to reassure him.

Rationality told him that they seemed to have encountered something even more terrifying than the ghosts!

But he and Fang Rui were both A-level players. They could barely handle ghosts, so if they were unlucky enough to run into something even worse, they might not survive.

At that moment, an image of Jiang Yan’s fair, beautiful face appeared in Ling Kang’s mind, along with those calm, pale blue eyes. He couldn't help but bite his lip!

What was that guy doing now?

Was he still sleeping in his luxurious room like last time?

Why was it that he and Fang Rui were standing in blood-soaked mud, which looked like broken meat, while Jiang Yan could be sleeping peacefully in a room?

Just then, Fang Rui suddenly exclaimed, "Xiao Ling... it looks like..."

"What?!"

"The grave is breathing."

Ling Kang opened his eyes in disbelief, looking at the grave that was still trembling.

"Whoo..."

"Whoo..."

"Whoo—"

He noticed that the frequency of the grave's tremors matched perfectly with the heavy breathing coming from all around them, and the pools of blood were seeping out with each and every breath!

"Wow—!"

Another piercing wail of a baby cried out.

Fang Rui pulled Ling Kang along, and the two of them stepped on the mud that had been soaked by blood, which now looked like broken meat. They circled the grave once.

Fang Rui came to a shocking conclusion: "This grave... is giving birth?!"

"H-How is that possible?!" Ling Kang immediately refuted. "How can a grave give birth?!"

"It’s true!" Fang Rui insisted.

Just then, a strange voice echoed from the sky.

"Who?!"

He and Fang Rui looked up in the direction of the voice, and they saw a figure with glowing green eyes in the sky.

Suspended in the air was a large black entity, its body without limbs, and it was impossible to describe its terrifying appearance using human language.

Yes, terrifying!

The moment they saw it, both Ling Kang and Fang Rui felt an unprecedented sense of fear!

Not only them, but even the grave, which had been releasing heavy breathing and blood, seemed to be scared as the breathing grew even more frantic!

This made Ling Kang even more frightened!

He felt a chill run down his spine, every hair on his body standing on end. He was trembling, leaning against Fang Rui.

Now, looking back, he couldn’t quite remember the creature’s exact appearance, but the one thing that stayed with him was its eyes.

The large, moon-like green eyes, which seemed to hang in the clouds, giving the illusion of three moons in the sky.

Its voice sounded like a young man in his teens, clear and cheerful, which contrasted sharply with its enormous, terrifying form.

"Not bad! Good luck! Your judgment is also quite sharp!" it complimented Fang Rui.

"Th-Thank you! Excuse me, are you the Mountain God?" Fang Rui asked boldly.

They had seen the statue of the Mountain God on the central altar in the shrine, so Fang Rui was able to recognize what this floating entity was.

His tone carried a bit of excitement!

Had they found the Mountain God? If the big shots couldn’t find it and they had, this was a huge achievement! Did that mean they’d earn more points for their performance?

"Used to be," the creature with the green eyes replied.

Fang Rui was stunned for a moment.

Used to be?

What did that mean? Was it not the Mountain God anymore?

If it wasn’t the Mountain God now, then what was the Mountain God?

"You’re quite good," the green-eyed being said to Fang Rui.

"Although you can’t compare to the younger kids, not everyone has such talent. You’re doing quite well!" it added.

"Thank you," Fang Rui replied, somewhat confused.

He had the odd feeling that this god wasn’t praising his performance in the dungeon, but rather... was evaluating his gameplay skills?

How could that be?

Fang Rui shook his head in self-deprecation. No matter how terrifying or powerful this god seemed, it was just an NPC in the system!

Then the god continued, "You weren’t wrong. This grave..."

"It’s giving birth."

"What?!" Fang Rui exclaimed.

"Whoo..."

"Whoo..."

Suddenly, the heavy breathing transformed into a suppressed, deep growl.

Another flood of blood poured out from the grave!

At this moment, not only the ground where Fang Rui and Ling Kang stood, but the blood had already soaked the soil within a 100-meter radius, turning it all into blood-soaked earth!

All the wild grass and shrub branches were soaked in blood, intertwining and spreading like the blood vessels on the inner walls of a womb.

"Whoow—!"

Accompanied by a loud wail, at the moment the last of the blood poured out, a blood-soaked infant emerged from the grave.

"Ah—!" Ling Kang screamed in fright! Fang Rui hurried forward.

He looked at the child that had just been born from the grave—it was a girl.

Tiny, with wrinkled red skin, a purple umbilical cord wrapped around her head, she was crying and wailing loudly.

This was a child?!

The grave... gave birth to a living child?!

At that moment, he couldn’t care about his shock anymore! He quickly removed his jacket, intending to lift the baby girl out of the blood-soaked mud!

However, as soon as he wrapped her in the cloth and tried to pick her up, the crying suddenly stopped.

When he looked again, there was no baby girl in his arms.

Only a pool of blood-soaked mud, resembling broken meat!

"Throw it away!" Ling Kang screamed.

Fang Rui, startled, loosened his grip!

The jacket fell to the ground, and the blood-soaked mud quickly spread out.

"Whooow—"

As the mud touched the ground, it instantly transformed back into a crying baby.

At that moment, the breathing of the grave grew heavier!

It seemed like it was about to stop, but it also seemed to hear the baby’s crying and became frantic, unable to do anything but continue panting heavily.

Fang Rui and Ling Kang stood frozen, staring at the baby crying on the ground, too frightened to approach. For a while, they just stood there, unsure of what to do.

Then the god above them laughed lightly and said, “Weren’t you here to find the flower? This is it.”

“She... is the flower?”

“Yes, the flower at the Red Ghost Lady's grave—one that blooms from flesh and blood.”

As the god’s voice fell, the crying baby stopped.

Fang Rui and Ling Kang looked down again.

The baby had disappeared, and in the spot where she had been lying, two different-colored flowers bloomed—one red and one blue.

Seeing this, Ling Kang was overjoyed!

"We found the flower! We found the flower!"

He rushed forward and began collecting all the flowers, stuffing them into his arms.

The god above them seemed even more pleased.

“These are two kinds of flowers, but the one you need to break the curse is only one of them.”

Ling Kang was confused: “Couldn’t we just brew them together into a potion and drink it?”

“No,” the god’s voice suddenly grew somber, “because...”

One of the flowers is poisonous!

“This is the way she protects her child. You saw it; these flowers are the child’s offspring, yet you want to consume them.”

“To protect her child from being eaten or picked, she was forced to use her own blood to grow another kind of flower.”

“If you consume the wrong flower, your internal organs will dissolve, and you will die!”

Internal organs dissolve?!

"Ah! You probably don't know! The ancestors worshiped in the town chief's ancestral hall all died this way!"

The god laughed lightly, "Because they ate the wrong flower, making a great contribution to their descendants, they were enshrined in the ancestral hall."

"They all died horribly. After eating the flower, they suffered from constant stomach pain, unable to do anything as their organs dissolved. In the end, all that remained was a complete human skin."

Hearing this, both Fang Rui and Ling Kang were too terrified to move.

At this moment, Fang Rui respectfully looked at the thick, black, and sticky sky occupied by the god and asked, “Please, which color of flower is the antidote, and which one is poisonous?”

“I don’t know either,” the god answered lazily.

"Her flowers keep changing color, or else the town chief’s ancestral hall wouldn’t have so many rows of statues."

“Then… what should we do?” Ling Kang looked helplessly at Fang Rui.

Fang Rui looked at the flowers in Ling Kang’s arms and said, “Let’s go back first. The big shots will definitely be able to tell which one is which!”

With that, they started heading back.

"Wait!"

Cao Youfeng interrupted, "You found the Red Ghost Lady’s grave and picked the flowers? Where are they?"

Ling Kang, his eyes red, trembled as he reached into his pocket. After a moment, he pulled out a few small blue flowers.

“Here...”

Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, "Didn’t you say there are both red and blue flowers?"

"Yes... but on our way back, Xiao Rui ate the red one... and then..."

"It hurts... it hurts so much!"

"Xiao... Xiao Rui? Xiao Rui, are you okay?!"

The enormous black god loomed in the sky, and the whole atmosphere became thick and sticky!

This made the already dark forest even more suffocating, with not a single trace of light.

But at this moment, Ling Kang could clearly see the pain and struggle on Fang Rui’s face!

It was pain he had never seen before. Fang Rui was lying on the ground, clutching his stomach, groaning in agony.

“Xiao Rui! Quickly! Spit out the flower!” Ling Kang grabbed Fang Rui’s head, trying to force the toxic flower out.

But it was futile!

Then, he noticed blood seeping out from underneath Fang Rui.

“Xiao Rui!” He called out his friend’s name, trying to keep him conscious.

But Fang Rui was already unconscious. He could only instinctively groan and breathe!

"Whoo..."

"Whoo..."

"Whoo--"

Blood mixed with broken internal organs seeped out from Fang Rui’s lower body, quickly forming a pool of blood on the ground.

Ling Kang, holding him, could clearly feel his friend rapidly losing weight!

“Xiao Rui!”

He called out urgently, terrified!

He couldn’t lose Xiao Rui!

They had known each other since childhood, and it was thanks to Xiao Rui’s protection that they had made it this far in the game! How could he manage without him?

“Xiao Rui! Xiao Rui! Spit out the flower! Spit it out!!”

Ling Kang was in a panic. He shook his friend’s body, crying as he begged.

"Someone, please help him!"

"Who?! Please save Xiao Rui!"

He looked around, hoping someone would hear his call. If there was a god...

A god?!

Ling Kang’s eyes lit up. He looked up at the thick, oppressive sky, where the god's green eyes, as large as the moon, were squinting at him, smiling.

He immediately fell to his knees and began praying to the god, who was so close, “Please! Save Xiao Rui! Please, I beg you, save him! I’m willing to trade everything for his life!”

However, the god showed no sympathy for his desperate plea. The god didn’t answer his request.

Instead, with a mocking smile, the god coldly said, "Wasn’t this your choice? Didn’t you choose to eat the flower to break the curse?"

"We know we were wrong! We know we were wrong! Please! Please, save him!"

Ling Kang knelt on the blood-soaked earth, begging the god in the sky.

"I am powerless to help," the god responded, floating disdainfully.

“This is a curse! A pursuit curse that belongs to the gods.”

“Whoo…”

“Whoo…”

Fang Rui’s voice seemed to grow weaker and weaker.

At this moment, Ling Kang could do nothing!

The only thing he could do was repeatedly bow his head to the god in the sky: “Since it’s a curse belonging to the gods, then you must be able to save him, right?! You can surely do it!”

“Please! Please!”

“I’ve told you before, I am no longer the Mountain God. I was once, but not anymore,” the god answered him.

“Then... what should I do?” Ling Kang knelt on the ground, crying in despair.

“This is a god’s curse, of course, only the god can break it. Find the current god, and the curse can be lifted,” the god replied.

“Find the current god?”

But... the current god should be... Jiang Yan?!

Ling Kang’s eyes suddenly lit up!

Yes! Jiang Yan!

As long as I find Jiang Yan, Xiao Rui will be saved!

Jiang Yan! Let’s go back now and find Jiang Yan!

With that thought, he turned and rushed to pick up his friend, but in less than a minute, Fang Rui had already become a gaunt shell of his former self!

Blood continued to flow from underneath him, and even his breathing was so heavy.

“Whoo…”

“Whoo…”

“Whoo--”

“Don’t be afraid! Xiao Rui, don’t be afraid! We’ll go back and find Jiang Yan!” Ling Kang comforted his friend.

“Jiang Yan will have a way, he’s the Mountain God, he can surely do something!”

“It’s useless.” The god responded without hesitation.

That pair of green eyes, as large as the moon, smiled, looking like two crescent moons hanging in the sky.

“Look at his condition, he can no longer walk down the mountain.”

“He will be forever trapped on this mountain, turning into the mountain’s nourishment! But you can take his skin back, maybe you can give him a spot in the town chief’s ancestral hall!”

The god laughed mockingly.

“No! I won’t let you take him!”

“You can’t take him,” the god mocked, “but you can try to make him more comfortable.”

Ling Kang, holding his friend, could feel him getting thinner and weaker. His breath was growing heavier, and Ling Kang collapsed in tears.

“I... What can I do to make him feel better?” He pleaded with the god for a way to alleviate his friend's suffering and preserve his dignity.

“Actually, no matter what, it’s still bone-crushing pain! How could this not hurt?” The god replied.

“However, there is a way to ease it.”

“Look at his current state, what does it resemble?”

Ling Kang, confused, looked at Fang Rui, who had become so emaciated. What could it resemble? What could it possibly resemble?!

He saw Fang Rui gasping for breath, blood mixed with the fragments of internal organs spilling out.

Ling Kang froze! What could it resemble?

It was...

“Whoo...”

“Whoo...”

“Whoo--”

It’s like... the baby being born from that grave earlier...

Ling Kang looked at the god in disbelief.

“Yes! Birth!” The god laughed.

“Your friend’s pain right now is like childbirth! Just like the one from that grave earlier!”

With that, the god began to laugh gleefully.

“Childbirth? How could it not hurt? The pain of childbirth has always been a deception! It is bone-crushing pain! No, the pain of bones being crushed is sharp, while childbirth pain is one that grinds away at the flesh and blood!”

“It’s a pity that men don’t have uteruses. They can’t understand what it’s like to have something inside them slowly consume their blood and flesh, and then give birth to it. It’s unimaginable pain!”

“Your friend is lucky, he’s experiencing it.”

“It’s just a pity that he doesn’t have a uterus. No child will crawl out from his body! He can only keep giving birth, keep giving birth... until he gives birth to himself!”

“What... give birth to himself?” Ling Kang asked in a daze.

The god smiled and replied mischievously, “At this moment, the pool of blood and fragments of organs he’s producing are exactly like the state he was in when he was first in the womb.”

“Whoo…”

“Whoo…”

Another pool of blood spilled.

“Whoo…”

This time, Ling Kang not only saw the pieces of flesh but also seemed to spot a hair strand, a finger bone, and... a small piece of liver!

He didn’t recognize the other organs, but he could identify the liver because it looked very much like fresh pig liver!

Xiao Rui... is giving birth to himself?!

Ling Kang froze in terror, his whole body stiffened with chills running down his spine! He didn’t know how to react at this moment!

At this time, the high and mighty god guided him:

“The only thing you can do for him now is to deliver him.”

“Deliver him?”

“Yes! Help him give birth to himself!”

“Whoo…”

The next pool of blood seemed to include a piece of intestine?

Seeing this horrifying scene before him, Ling Kang could barely move, but his concern for his friend outweighed his fear.

At this moment, he only wanted to make his friend’s passing as painless as possible.

“How... what should I do?” he asked, trembling and helpless, pleading with the god.

“Deliver him!” the god answered matter-of-factly.

“But... but I don’t know how!” Ling Kang said helplessly.

How could he possibly deliver a child?

The god, with a hint of regret, said, “I don’t know either. After all, I’ve never given birth myself.”

Ling Kang fell into complete despair. He held his friend, whose face had sunken in, eyes bulging and pupils dilated, no longer resembling a person, and cried helplessly.

“Mmm! That’s exactly how a husband reacts when his wife is dying in childbirth,” the god coldly mocked his sorrow.

“Maybe you can keep him breathing?” the god suggested. “I remember that’s how it’s done in TV dramas.”

TV dramas?

Ling Kang tried to recall what he had seen in TV dramas about childbirth, uncertain whether the god’s advice was accurate.

But now, the only thing he could do was try to keep Fang Rui breathing.

“Whoo…”

Fang Rui’s breathing began to stabilize, and it seemed like the pain was lessening.

But, was it that he wasn’t in pain anymore, or was he close to death? Ling Kang didn’t know.

At this moment, he could only helplessly hold his friend, constantly comforting him. He promised his friend that he would carry his wishes and reach the end of the game. He would help him fulfill his wishes, and from now on, his wish would be their shared goal.

“Whoo…”

Another pool of blood spilled.

As Fang Rui’s condition worsened, Ling Kang noticed that more and more organ fragments were mixing into the blood.

But at this point, he couldn’t care about that anymore!

All he wanted was to comfort Fang Rui and make sure he passed peacefully.

“Whoo…”

“Look! It’s the cochlea! Did you see that? Right next to the kidney fragments, there’s the cochlea!” The god seemed especially interested in human organs.

But Ling Kang could no longer care about what the god was saying. He just lowered his head and continued speaking to his friend.

“Enough! You don’t need to say anything else!” the god said. “Although his auditory nerve in the brain is completely dead, he’s already given birth to his cochlea.”

“Childbirth is a magnificent thing, yet unfortunately, many people fail to realize its greatness, especially male humans.”

“Therefore, making a male, who is arrogant about childbirth, experience it firsthand, to make them feel the greatness of childbirth, is quite a remarkable ritual, don’t you think?”

“A ritual...?”

“Rituals, for those who died during childbirth, and for those who were born with great difficulty only to be buried alive in the mud.”

“They were too arrogant, as if they had forgotten that all people are the same.”

“They forgot that the power to give birth is not just a single organ, but something shared by their kind, beings just like them, named as: humankind.”

“Therefore, I gave them such a grand ritual.”

“Childbirth and birth are magnificent.”

“If those who don’t have the right to give birth fail to show respect for it, then let them give birth to themselves! This is what the girl told me,” the god said.

“Girl?” Ling Kang asked in confusion.

“I forget what she used to be called, but now you all call her... Red Witch.”

“Whoo…”

Ling Kang felt as his friend’s once fleshy body gradually turned into a dried-up skeleton, and now, the other was transforming from that skeleton into a thin, fragile skin...

“Whoo--!”

Finally, with one last heavy breath, Fang Rui released a final surge of blood.

This time, it was no longer fragments of organs.

Ling Kang looked into the blood, and the only intact organ he could see was the heart.

At that moment, it was still beating strongly. Ling Kang didn’t know if it was the final flash of life before death or if, as the god had said, it was truly the result of his friend’s birthing process.

So... was this a symbol of rebirth?

At this moment, Fang Rui lay in his arms, and all that remained of him was a complete, soft, and elastic skin.

A skin that couldn’t be dissected with the current human understanding of anatomy.

The god floating above spoke again, clearly excited:

“What a perfect piece of skin!”

“Most of the people I’ve seen here couldn’t bear the pain of childbirth, they kneeled and begged for a quick death, only to die a broken and mangled death.”

“It ended up in my storage room.”

“Can you give me that skin? I’d like to—”

Ling Kang stared blankly, not understanding.

What was the god saying?

His friend had just died in his arms in this cruel manner, and the god was asking for his friend's... skin?!

Seeing Ling Kang’s refusal, the god kindly added, “Or I could buy it from you! My wife and I are very rich!”

“Do you know Jiang Yan? You should know him! I just heard you mention his name!”

“This skin is mine now! Go ask Jiang Yan for money!”

With that, the bloody, elastic skin in the god’s arms disappeared.

At the same time, the thick, sticky god above vanished.

Ling Kang found himself alone, sitting on the ground amidst a pool of fresh blood and scattered organ fragments.

He didn’t know how long he had been sitting there. Then a name suddenly appeared in his mind—Jiang Yan!

Yes! Jiang Yan!

The god had just mentioned Jiang Yan!

The god said he wasn’t a god anymore, so Jiang Yan must be the god, right?

If Jiang Yan was the mountain god, then he should know! He should know how dangerous Red Ghost Lady’s tomb was!

He should know there were two kinds of flowers on Red Ghost Lady’s grave: one that symbolizes life, and one that symbolizes death!

Why didn’t he tell them?!

Why? Why did he watch them walk to their deaths?

Why... Jiang Yan...

At that moment, Ling Kang’s mind flashed back to the scene in the castle instance. They were freezing and starving outside the castle, all the players and NPCs fighting for food and survival!

But there was only one person... only one person was inside that magnificent tower, eating delicious food, sleeping on a comfortable velvet carpet for days.

At that moment, Jiang Yan had been watching from the top of the tower!

Watching them fight, seeing them slaughter each other like beasts... and now it was the same.

The only difference was that at that time, Fang Rui had been there, and under Fang Rui's protection, he had managed to survive until now...

But this time... Fang Rui was dead.

Jiang Yan... it was always Jiang Yan!

Ling Kang slowly stood up, his red eyes fixed on the heart that had stopped beating on the ground. His anger burned within him! He was determined to avenge Fang Rui!

And so, it led to the scene in the ancestral hall where he swore to kill Jiang Yan.

As Ling Kang's words fell, everyone’s gaze turned to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Damn it!

That pervert actually had people come to ask him for money?!

Was this guy even aware of what was going on? Otherwise, why would he let someone come to ask him for money?!

This bastard! He hadn’t been useful in any way! He was always dragging him down during the game, and now he was making money in the game?!

The only one in this game probably making money like this was him, right?

Jiang Yan couldn’t stop his lips from twitching.

He subconsciously looked at Yu Xiu, who was in his arms, and saw a confused, innocent look in the other’s eyes. It seemed like he had just heard this story, and didn’t know anything about it.

Judging by the expression on his face, he didn’t seem to be pretending...

So why did the mountain god mention his name and have Ling Kang come to ask him for money?!

"Jiang Yan?"

Seeing Jiang Yan's twitching expression, Tao Shi spoke up to remind him:

"You... do you have anything to say?"

Tao Shi was a bit annoyed.

Great! They had just managed to clear up the suspicion of Jiang Yan being the mountain god, and now all the clues were pointing to him again.

"I don’t know anything." Jiang Yan answered coldly, his face serious.

"It’s you!" Ling Kang’s eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Jiang Yan, and he looked like he was about to pounce on him and tear him apart!

"Who else could it be?! You’re the mountain god! It’s you!"

Jiang Yan looked completely innocent.

This time, he truly didn’t know anything!

He really wanted to know what was going on!

Who could explain why his corpse Husband from the other day had somehow started making money in the game, and why he had to pay the bill?!

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